Moonstone Pack Mansion

"Alright, as long as you promise not to touch me,"

I saw Castor shake his head slightly for a moment. I returned his gaze to me, looking for answers from every gesture of his body. After frowning, Castor nodded slowly at me.

I felt the strong night breeze as I followed Castor's steps. We walked up to the black SUV, and Castor opened the passenger door for me. He turned around to head for the driver's side seat.

I noticed Castor's friend driving. I thought that they were both really mysterious people because Castor's friend was wearing a black suit and Castor was wearing a coat of the same color.

"Are you guys in mourning? Your clothes are all black, and the car looks dark from the outside."

"Yes," Castor replied briefly.

"I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize, Miss Fletcher," Castor's friend said.

"Call her Luna, Pippo," Castor cut in firmly.

"I'm sorry, Alpha Castor."

We fell silent, but I kept thinking. I heard that name again. I only knew Alpha was a character in a superhero story I'd seen, so I thought it was completely unrelated.

I think the world of the wealthy is strange. The more I think about it, the more it makes me shrink. I sat resignedly in their car, following their direction.

Carrying a suitcase whose handle had almost fallen off, I was already homeless. I didn't have a clue where to go after this, considering my savings weren't enough to rent even a cheap apartment. I'm not one to rely on others, but this was quite urgent, as I didn't expect Aunt Caylee to kick me out of her house.

I watched Castor from where I was sitting. We occasionally met eyes as he looked through the rearview mirror of the car. I automatically shifted my gaze in the other direction.

"Uhm, where are we going, Castor?"

I asked after realizing that our car didn't take the road that led to the apartment earlier. I saw buildings that had begun to be spaced apart and ended with a one-way road that was overgrown with large and tall trees on the left and right sides of it.

I heard the sounds of forest animals calling to each other from behind the trees. I've never delivered pizza to a forest area like this. Honestly, I still got goosebumps even though I was in the car.

"To our house."

"What do you mean, Castor? I won't live with you."

"You will stay with me after I heal your wounds. Your destiny is by my side."

One more thing that made me gape wide-eyed: Castor always talked about how I was his absolute property. I didn't want to have a boyfriend, even though I was already 25 years old. When he spoke of a destiny that could only be determined by God, my heart sank.

"I'll explain after we arrive."

"Ah, you really owe me a lot of explanations. To put it bluntly, you are a strange man, Castor. Remember my terms, okay?"

"What is certain is that I will not hurt you again, my precious."

I exhaled slowly and gave my body some relaxation by leaning against the seat. From every word of Castor's that I heard, he always referred to me with sweet words. Gosh, I'm getting lulled again! I closed my eyes tightly to get rid of the naughty thoughts that had just crossed my brain.

The car I was taking finally stopped at a three-story white-walled mansion with two tall pillars at the entrance. Before my hand reached for the car door handle, Castor's friend, Pippo, had already opened the door for me.

I saw that some of the windows were still lit up. Taking a moment to observe how luxurious Castor's house was, I muttered some words of admiration under my breath. Castor stood beside me and followed my gaze.

"You like it?"

"I like it, but unfortunately, I still don't understand why this has to be my home. I don't know whether to trust you or not. We've only met today, but you seem to have gone through millions of hours talking about my destiny."

"That's the truth. Let's go inside; I need to treat your wounds right away."

I followed Castor through the front door that he had opened. Before I finished admiring the architectural design outside, I was amazed by the interior design that made the house look like a palace. I saw a crystal chandelier that branched out into many branches in the front hall where I was standing.

I was impressed by some of the ceramics displayed on the waist-high porcelain table that seemed to have only beauty to look at. If I really lived in this house, I would move away from those ceramics so that I wouldn't bump into them. I pulled my suitcase beside my feet and stopped when a woman slightly older than me put on a uniform and immediately bowed to Castor.

"Nina, take Luna's suitcase to the guest room and prepare some warm water for us. Ask Doctor Cian to come to my room immediately."

"Yes, Alpha Castor."

I didn't bother hearing Castor order his servant like that. I really needed warm water to take a bath anyway. I always took a warm shower when Aunt Caylee was asleep. If she found out, then I would be considered a waste of electricity for the water heater.

I also needed a bandage for my head. The scratches were still stinging because I was sweating quite a bit. I'm sure I look like a homeless mess right now.

We ascended the wide staircase that was symmetrically located in the center of the room. As soon as Castor finished walking up the stairs, he immediately turned left. I moved my head right and left, scanning the rooms I passed as I continued to follow him.

"Come in; I'll come back later to explain to you," said Castor, standing in the doorway.

I obeyed his orders because, until this moment, he was still keeping his promise to me. I was used to being a submissive girl because I didn't want to cause trouble by disobeying. Living 18 years with Aunt Caylee made me disciplined with myself.

I spent an hour taking a warm shower and tidying myself up. I combed my shoulder-length hair and pulled out a few hairs that were caught in the comb's serrations. Enduring the pain of hitting the bowl this morning, I repeated it until my hair was neatly coiffed.

I looked in the mirror at how the wound on my neck looked. I lightly touched a few fang marks that still looked shiny in the mirror. I was wincing in pain, and I had to wonder how humans did that.

I turned around when the door opened to reveal Castor with a man in his early forties. The man looked at me and nodded slowly after his eyes fell on my neck. I reflexively covered the wound on my neck with my hand.

"Doctor Cian will treat your wound," Castor said.

"Allow me to treat you, Luna," the doctor added.

"My name is Godiva, doctor."

"Very well, Luna Godiva. I would like to ask you to sit on the edge of the bed so that I can examine and treat you."

The man went about his work, checking my wrists, then up to my temples, and finally, with politeness, ruffling my hair. He applied cold cream to my wound. I smiled after he finished treating me and stood up from the bed.

I heard Castor clear his throat and stare intently at the doctor. I immediately averted my eyes and picked up a mirror to take another look at the bandages on several parts of my body.

After Dr. Cian left the room, Castor immediately seated himself on the bed, right next to me. As long as he didn't touch me, I would pretend to be calm. Even with our close distance, like now, our closeness made my heart keep pounding.

"Is there anything else you need, my precious? If there isn't, I'll explain everything."

I shook my head firmly. Filled with curiosity that danced in my mind, I lifted my head to stare at Castor. I waited for him to continue his words.

"Do you believe in beings other than humans?"

"I believe ghosts exist, but they exist in a different realm."

"That's not what I'm going to talk to you about, Godiva." Castor said with a chuckle.

"Okay, I believe in God, angels, and demons."

"Alright. I'll explain from the beginning. I am what I call a creature other than a human. If you've ever seen a movie about werewolves, then they really exist. My brother and I are the Alphas of the werewolf pack in Burze. Moonstone Pack House will be your new home, and you are our Luna. Pollux is the only one who hasn't marked you yet."

I dropped my jaw. With a reflex movement, I stepped back a few inches from Castor. I didn't believe Castor's words, but I kept looking at him.

For a few seconds, I touched the back of my neck. After Castor tilted his head, I lowered my hand again. I tried to catch my breath and bit my lower lip.

"Should I be afraid of you guys, though?"